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In the quiet comfort of his home, a man finds solace in the touch of his own hands. He strips down, his body a landscape of taut muscles and smooth skin, as he settles onto the couch. His cock, thick and throbbing, demands attention. He wraps his fingers around the shaft, stroking slowly, building a rhythm that matches his racing heart. His eyes flutter closed, lost in the fantasy playing out in his mind, as he brings himself closer to the edge. The room fills with the sounds of his pleasure, the wet slap of flesh on flesh, his ragged breaths, and the occasional muffled moan.